Barrow Fields While we walk the pilgrim pathway

Perms to power play given by Jaclyn.

Of course, she’s not one to give trust out freely. He sighed, “Very well then.” Who was he looking for, she asked. Would she know their names? 

“Redhawks. Born on last year on Wheeling Gull Isle to Heda and Caracal Redhawk.” He would not mention the death of Caracal, there was no need, it was not Caracal for which he searched. 

He look back to Boris, who had decided to rest his head, then brought his ocean blue eyes to the young lady.